《My Poems》#9 Red Eyes
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Red Eyes
All Is red
It is blinding it seems
I see it, a catastrophe
The year book club
With their cameras everywhere
They are taking pictures here and there
But in the end all they will see
Are red eyes staring back at thee.
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The Dungeon Draft (A LitRPG novel)
All families must enlist one child into the draft at age ten to contribute to their survival. Few make it through the six months of mandatory service inside one of the numerous dungeons surrounding them. However, those that are chosen can greatly improve their families status depending on how long they survive, and most strive to provide for their loved ones even if their chances are slim of ever seeing them again. Three children from different factions are thrown together by fate, and perhaps a fair amount of luck, into a dangerous dungeon where nothing is as they expected. No one believes they will come out alive, but with tenacity and unexpected teamwork, they might just have a shot of proving eveyone wrong.
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"you named your son after a band""you named your daughter after a fruit""touché"
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444. (Completed)
"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together."Why are you stripping, Monty?"Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down."Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me.""So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh."..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes."Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him."I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not.""You are." He spoke in a demanding tone."Please. You know how he is." I expressed"And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged."I know." He shook his head, walking away from me."Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.
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